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Which Chris Evans characters would be the biggest fans of just making out on the couch (nothing more, nothing less. just making out) on a rainy day?

Which characters portrayed by the dumb sweater dork Chris Evans would be the biggest fans of making out on the couch on a rainy day?

 I got you. From my experience-- I mean my perspective of watching these characters in action on screen, well here’s my way of how MUCH they love make out sessions on the couch.

Warnings: Implied smut, language

Characters: Chris Evans, Steve Rogers, Ransom Drysdale, Colin Shea, Jake Jensen, Andy Barber, Johnny Storm

Chris Evans Rating: 9/10

(Not a character but must go first cause... he’s cute)

This man has no problem on a rainy day, even though it ruins his day out on a trail in his home town or he can’t spend the day out with you. But it’s okay! You got him where you want him. A day at home with Dodger by your side. Watching your favorite show. Chris is all in for the affection and he’s not the one who makes the first move but he loves to have his arm around you. Making out on the couch is rarely made. Sometimes smalls kisses, you two can go back and forth and then it just ends towards the bed. 

It depends on who’s in the mood for a make out sesh. You sometimes are. But if you’re watching something you don’t like but Chris does, he might cut the session and go back to watching with you closer than before and his hands are roaming but he will pause the show. If no shows and you just miss him on that rainy day and you two talk and talk about your days, it’ll end up in a make out session too. Sometimes Dodger gets kicked off the couch or he leaves and sleeps on his own bed. And maybe there’s music in the background, you know how he is.

Steve Rogers Rating: 7/10

Steve’s very affectionate when it comes to you. He’s going to do whatever to keep you company and make sure you aren’t alone. You’re surprised why I gave him a seven. I take him as a soft kisser, meaning he isn’t always going to make a kiss last for more than a minute. But not because he doesn’t want to, he just can’t find the right moment to unless it’s in bed. On a rainy day, he’s going to hold you on the couch, you’re going to watch a film or show and he’s going to keep you there forever. 

He can’t find the way to start it but if you do, he just goes with the flow but he’s always unsure it’s the right time to so he’s cautious of where he hands are. If comfortable around you, sure he’s going to pull you onto his lap and kiss you for good long minutes before pulling away. “You should finish your movie, doll.”

Ransom Drysdale  Rating: 11/10

This man has no other plans. If you’re willing to make out with him, he’s going to do it and he’s not letting you take the lead. He’s mostly the one who jumps first. He doesn’t enjoy much of your binge on films and shows, he gets bored easily with television. He’s going to have you at any time and any place. You’re watching TV and he’s sighing every minute, silently complaining on the quietness and your pleasure in watching what you put on for your liking. 

It’s raining out. It’s hitting the roof and the windows, it’s calming but Ransom would love it if he had you hum on his lips. Mostly on raining days (his favorite), you always got yourself hot chocolate or if you’re lucky a peppermint one. He loves tasting that on your tongue and when he reaches for that remote, he turns off the TV. “Hey! We aren’t finished with the season-!” He’s got you under him and you forgot about the TV. His hair falling over his face and tickling your forehead, you tug on his sweater but he grabs your wrist. “Easy with your grip. This costs a lot, baby girl.” You reach up to his hair then tugged on that earning a grunt and his lips back onto yours. 

Colin Shea Rating: 10/10

Colin Shea is a couch potato. And he never learns to remove his shoes off your couch but you just have to allow it sometimes. The couch is big enough to have you both sleep on there. He’s sleeping most of the time on your couch when you leave for work. On this rainy day, too, the rain can be soothing sometimes to fall asleep with. Coming up to see him on your couch asleep and when he wakes up, a grin forms weakly on his lips. “Hey, sleepy head.”

“I was watching the door for 2 hours,” He says.

You nod, “I bet.” Making your way over to the tired baby, you leaned down to kiss him as a greeting but his foot catches the back of your knee and you stumble onto him with a huff including himself with the chest-to-chest impact, you laugh on his lips when he chuckles. You then kissed him. His hand lazily droops over your back and yours reaches up to caress his jaw. Colin is a good kisser and he does like to take the kissing and making out further. But this time, you just get the lazy kisses ever today but you loved it anyway.

Jake Jensen Rating: 10000/10

Jake Jensen is that guy for the make out couch session. He’s a flirter and he loves making the first move. He enjoys so much of the couch make out. Rainy days, it’s the perfect time for him. He’s not smooth most of the time, but he knows how to play it cool. He’s not much of a sore loser. A non-stop talker, you can shut him up with a kiss and he’ll forget what he was saying. Jake Jensen is a BIG fan of rainy day make out sessions. It goes over the roof. 

Sometimes you’d tease him, saying you want to finish the movie and he’ll just sit there and pout. “Did I do something wrong?” He would ask you, you’ll just shake your head with a grin. “I’m not in the mood,” You would lie. His shoulder were drop, “Seemed like you were...” But don’t worry, you’ll be the one to say ‘fuck it’ and turn off the TV to continue what the Loser started. 

And be careful.

“Ergh, Jensen!!”

Unwanted guest may walk in on your session.

Andy Barber Rating: 8/10 (okay mr. barber)

He’s a very affectionate, he’s domestic a lot. He’s going to give you much love when it doesn’t even need to be given. He does it every second to let you know every second that he’s lucky to have you and that he worships you. When it comes to Andy, he’s very classic. With a family, he’s going to watch movies with you and the kid(s). 

When the kid(s) are out with their friend’s spending the night, he’s always going to have time with you. A movie in the living room and old time show you two watched as kids in high school. Either with a lot of kids or that your only child is bothering you every second of the day, Andy has his time with you for the next 12 hours. He’s going to show you how much he’s happy with you and the kids. Maybe want another. Making out on the couch on a rainy day is always rare, but he loves to do it. He’ll whisper how much he loves you, how much he wanted this family. Even as kids, you two made out on your dad’s couch, sometimes in your bedroom. So this brought a lot of memories, his hand caressing your thigh under the small grey blanket as he kisses you lovingly.

Even with so much time, he’s willing to take his slow. Amazing kisser and so much loving to go towards you.

Johnny Storm Rating: 8/10 (obviously)

Johnny Storm (my boyfriend), lucky, lucky you! Johnny’s going to love making out on the couch. Uninterrupted make out session on the couch but it is done very often. Most of his partners aren’t always around so he’s got his time with you on the couch to watch something. Sometimes you both would get bored in the film and just jump on each other’s bones. Sometimes the guy could get very heated in the session and you’d have to take off your top because he just heats up too quick. Breaking a sweat in a make out session, isn’t normal but it’s Johnny so you just keep going. 

When someone mentions the sweat on your forehead you simply say, “Gym day.” And they’ll believe you. Then Johnny’s there smirking in the corner. He’s very flirty and he wants his way with you. Whatever affect he has on you, he’s going to up his confidence and keep going. So just be warned, this man can’t control himself most of the time. Especially his heat.

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Dog Comfort - Drabble

Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: Dog cuddles, crying, being alone for a few seconds, Passing of someone Summary: Dogs can sense human beings feelings just on how fast their hearts beat. When the adrenaline picks up, dogs sense your emotions and when you’re feeling down at home. Dodger comes to the rescue as your comfort before Chris arrives.

It was around the evening where you laid in bed, laying on your side with a pillow clutched to your chest as you thought over the memories. It had been 6 years since someone you loved passed away. A great friend and family member who stuck up for you all the time and made you become who you are now. Your throat was burning to begin with. Your eyes burning to go to sleep but you just laid there in an empty bed.

A few minutes into the night, you choked a sob. Smelling your husband’s scent on his pillow, wanting him to come home. 

The tears came falling down over be bridge of your nose and across your cheek, soaking the pillow below where your head rested. You hear a clicking sound of claws and the creak of the door into your bedroom swings open and you hear more clicking against the wood. 

Something jumps on the bed and makes it way over to you. Dodger, your husband’s dog, your baby, comes over and licks your cheek, removing the tears that fell. His nose pokes your brow and he lays on his stomach, his nose began to nudge into your hand, removing it’s grasp for your hand to place right on his head. You sniffled and removed the pillow from your chest to welcome Dodger into your arms. 

“I’m sorry, bubba. Am I worrying you?” You muttered, he army crawls to your stomach and lays close to you. His head lifted up to lick your chin as your arm wraps around his body like a body pillow. He then twists his body so his back was against you when he lays on his side. His head lifts up to check on you. Your lips gently kiss the top of his head and you sniffled.

“Hey...” You hear someone say.

You look over and saw Chris stand in the doorway, “What’s going on?” He asks sincerely. He kicks off his shoes and comes around behind you, instantly joining you back-to-chest as he pulled against his. You sniffled and wiped your cheeks. “I’m just...” You struggled to talk, knowing when someone asks you, you instantly turn into a waterfall of tears. Chris only shushed you softly. “It’s okay. I’m here. You don’t have to speak. I got you.” His arms snake around your waist and held you there.

He comforted you like no other. Feeling the warmth between two best boys in the house, you felt safe. And you managed to fall asleep between them. But you would never forget who came first to comfort you. Dodger was a good boy.

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Dinner With Your Family

We’re gonna try something new here. I will do multiple characters of Chris Evans and see what they’ll all do in a certain situation.

Warnings: Language, Alcohol Use, Drug Use, Vomiting Mentions, Nose bleed

Summary: How would they react to meeting your family for the first time? Would it be a good experience or a bad one.

Characters: Chris Evans, Steve Rogers, Colin Shea, Ransom Drysdale, Ari Levinson, Jake Jensen, Mike Weiss, Andy Barber, Paul Diskant, Frank Adler, and Johnny Storm.

Chris Evans

Chris is always an outgoing guy. Asking him to meet your parents for the first time, he’s always going to have a good impression no matter what. Your way over there Chris is nervous but excited to meet your parents. Your parents heard so much about him and never thought you’d go for someone like him. He doesn’t dress too much, if your family is just outgoing as he is, he’ll wear a casual flannel shirt, sweater or a Henley. He could kill with looks in just anything he wears. He greets your parents with a handshake and when he gets comfortable he’ll give them a hug. Already your parents are liking him.

He’s the type to talk for hours. He’s got your parents laughing, if you have a dog, he’s going to secretly slip your dog some food under the table and while talking, he’ll give your pooch some scratches on the head. If you have little siblings, he’s willing to give them details on his films and they all are amazed by it. If you have an older sibling, well they get their thoughts and opinions on him. So hopefully Chris gets a good impression from them.

Your parents want to know how he is around you. He gives them everything he loved doing with you, what you two do outside of filming. Walking Dodger, watch movies and go out every now and then. You can tell your parents approve this man and trust him. If you’re close with your family, Chris would invite them on the red carpet if you were his date to the premieres. The dinner goes well, he comments on the food like he was eating at a five-star restaurant. Your mom is flattered by that. 

And when you two leave, he gives them hugs and shakes your dad’s hand. And your parents beg for another dinner with him.

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Steve Rogers

You all know how Steve is around people who can easily judge you quick enough if you’re not polite. Meeting your parents is something he is going to expect soon. It’s probably amazing if your parents met your boyfriend back in 1940s, you’ve heard stories about your boyfriend from your parents. It’s a little strange to date someone who is almost around your parents age but still looks young from being frozen for 70 years. He’s going to be nice around them.

He doesn’t feel nervous or that he doesn’t show it in his face a lot. When you get to the house, Steve greets them with a grin and a handshake. What he’s wearing could be a buttoned up shirt and nice pants. Now once in front of your parents, you can tell he’s instantly nervous and shy. 

For a soldier who’s met millions of fans and people, this might have been a fear for him. You reassure him with a hand slipping into his and you sit at the table. Your dad is the one who asks about his time in the project and who he was before Captain America. Steve gives out the good parts, but he leaves out the bullying knowing some might know from the memorial at the museum. Your mom is instant to liking Steve, though she gets scared of you riding the motorcycle with him. It’s not him that she doesn’t trust, but Steve reassures her he’s got you.

If you’re an Avenger, there wouldn’t be much of a problem. But being a city girl who lives in an apartment, your parents would worry what could happen to you. Steve always keeps you secret and that’s a promise made from Nick Fury. Your information were well-hidden and no one was able to find your address or name. Steve made sure of that. 

The dinner went well and Steve is relieved on how your parents really trusted him and never said anything he didn’t want to talk about. He gives them a last goodbye handshake and leaves to take you back to your apartment. 

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Colin Shea

Colin Shea is very shameless. Let’s say your parents first impression and encounter didn’t go so well. The first time they met him was just at the wrong time and place. Before you started dating Colin, you and him were mostly hooking up at the time. It was a one time thing and he always walks in your apartment like he owned it. 

Without your parents knowing, you two go out and get sandwiches and walk by the harbor. The first encounter your parents had with him was when you invited them over to show off your apartment. They always wondered where you lived and they found your apartment very neat and spatial. So when you began to leave to go out with your parents for lunch, you open the door to a naked neighbor with a towel over his “hooha” what your mother said.

“Afternoon, neighbor,” Colin greets. Your parents stand behind you, gawking at your neighbor in, you couldn’t guess what they were thinking at that moment. He picks up his newspaper and waves nonchalantly at your parents. “Hi.” You excuse your parents to the car and you silently scold him. “Those were my parents.”

“Looks like we both came out at the wrong time.”

“Yeah. I guess we did. Next time, have a pair of underwear on.” So when dating him officially, you told your parents about him. Sure your dad didn’t approve someone who basically showed off his junk in front of them but your mom could help but talk about during your talk with them about Colin. So when Colin came over, he greeted them and apologized with a large grin on his face. The dinner went well, Colin didn’t say much about you two hooking up, he said you were neighbors for a while and he one day asked you out.

Him making eye contact with a sandwich and then making out with it was something a 5 year old would do, but being in front of your parents he kept that child-self out of the picture. He joked when he wanted to and you all enjoyed the dinner altogether. Colin then takes you both back to your apartment. “That’s was great.”

“Really?” You asked.

Colin nods, “I think we should do it again sometime.” You stop at your door and grinned up at him. “This time can you keep your clothes on?” Colin smirks and steps closer to you, caging you to your door. He reaches over and opens your door with a swift swing, before his hands grab your waist and his lips crash onto yours, pushing you through your own apartment.

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Ransom Drysdale

When you told your parents you were dating a well-known Author’s grandson and they didn’t accept that their family is basically wealthier than them. They didn’t hear much about Ransom but they knew how the family could get with all that money piling up. Your parents asked you once to invite Ransom over for dinner and when you asked Ransom-

“No.”

You only told your parents you both were busy. Sure, your parents knew Ransom wouldn’t see them. He already knew how much of an asshole he was, everyone can judge him with a snap of their fingers. You tried so many times to convince Ransom to just do this dinner and that it was never like him and his family. Only two damn people who are sweeter than his family and he never agreed. He always added, “I’m busy,” or “I rather spend time with you.” Bullshit. 

He buys you clothes, jewelry, and gives you money if that’s what shuts you up to leave him alone. You’re nothing but some unlucky token to him, but he showed you love in different ways just not the one you’d expect from him. Sure his hand slipping around your waist, or the way when he nonchalantly slips his coat over your shoulders and guides you to the car, that was some sign of love from him.

When you finally asked him one last time, he agreed. And it wasn’t some calm ‘yes’ it was something more harsh and annoyed. And it wasn’t a yes.

“Fine.”

So, when Ransom drove to your family’s house, he kept his hand on your thigh. His glasses covering his eyes and his brown coat hugging him barely as he drove up to your home. Ransom doesn’t give your parents a handshake or anything. They’re either occupied around your waist or in your hand. Your dad watches him closely throughout the whole dinner. 

Your mother is one asking questions on what he does and how he met you. A jobless asshole who’s family is like some Kardashian show that he finds entertaining to watch or start. Ransom tries to keep his answers short as possible. For a guy who talks a lot of shit, he doesn’t seem to talk much in front of your parents.

The food happens to be good for him and when you two leave, he’s already in the car waiting for you to say goodbye to your parents and apologize for whatever behavior they didn’t like or expect. So when you got in the car, you didn’t say anything to Ransom on your way back home.

Later on, you two pull up in his driveway and Ransom turns off the car, sighing softly. “Dinner was nice.” When you turn to look at him and reply, he jumps out of the car and clenches his keys in his palm. With a soft grin, you step out and follow him inside. With that good sign of success from Ransom. You gifted him a good night.

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Ari Levinson

Ari can accept to do anything if it’s something to make you happy. Believe it or not, you two worked on a mission project in Ethiopia and you two happened to be together at the end of it. Being a fake couple from the start, it went well but not until you both caught feelings for each other.  (You even caught him looking at you during your tans on the beach)

So asking Ari to see your parents, he accepted it with no question. 

Ari did his best to dress nice with the blue button up and pants. His long hair making waves to the back and curl at the ends of his strands. Not going to lie, you liked his hair like that. 

When your parents meet him, he’s the first to greet them. Saying his name and everything. Your mother once called him handsome and sometimes ‘One hunk of a man’ you always playfully smack her arm to cut it out while your father lightly scolds at her. Ari tells the stories about your time in Ethiopia, staying at a hotel by the beach side, doing yoga and sea diving. He left out the dangerous parts when you both got stuck in a small cell with million other people. And you had to treat his eye when his friend Sam and him got into a fight. Or when he tried to defend you with a butter knife from Colonel Ahmed.

Your parents are liking him, interested in his travels and them knowing about his daughter, they didn’t go deep into who his wife was and why they split up. You met his daughter a couple times and she was quiet but you managed to get her to talk to you which was a good relief. His ex-wife got along with you as well, you just never got to hang with them for long.

Maybe once you babysat his daughter and you had a blast. Your mom then asked for grandkids and you all either laughed or shouted out her name to stop. Ari couldn’t help but grin. “What? I’ve been waiting for 10 years.”

“You’re going to have to wait for another 10 then.” 

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Jake Jensen

You and Jensen were something else. He was the most childish in the relationship but you just didn’t seem to get bored of him. For a guy who owns a hummer, not many of them can be as attractive as Jensen. Some can be assholes and Jensen didn’t take the cut sometimes. When he first found out when you talked about dinner with your parents, he already started to ask questions.

“What did you tell them?” “The good stuff?”

Your parents didn’t know about his job being on a Elite team of commandos, by your agreement, you told them of Jensen working at BestBuy. To your parents, your job was way “better” than Jensen’s job. When meeting your parents, Jensen didn’t bother to wear something nice. Either a t-shirt of his favorite soccer team (Petunias) or a sleeve-less shirt. Your parents were fond of the tattoos but your dad liked the one with the bull and you were lucky they didn’t say anything else about how bad tattoos were.

Jensen almost exposed himself during the talks. You knew about his missions and he almost gave those way when your mom asked if he traveled a lot. Jensen tried to be funny most of the time and sometimes has serious talk to your father about jobs or technician things. Your mom eventually asked if he could help with their computer and you felt embarrassed by that but Jensen took no hesitation into helping. 

So after dinner, Jensen helped your parents with whatever they had a problem with and said goodbye to them, leaving the house with you. Jensen sighs happily, “I think they like me.”

“Obviously.” 

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Mike Weiss

Mike might have been a struggle to get out of the house to meet people. Especially your parents. There are two outcomes for this man and I’ll give them both. You’ve met Mike during his times through drug use. You’ve met him many times in the bathroom, throwing up to get him away from drugs in order to be with you. You knew it’d take time but there are moments where he desperately needed it to not stop.

When you asked him to have dinner with your parents, he couldn’t say no. You didn’t want to tell your parents that your boyfriend was a drug user. If you did, your parents would instantly think he’d be more harsher on you. Mike would never be harsh. Never in your life had he ever laid a hand on you. You both tried to be patient with one another and you two managed to stay together.

So when he came to the house along with you, he sniffled harshly and you rubbed his back to reassure him. 

He greeted your mother first and then shook hands with your dad. Your dad comments on his grip and Mike grins, nodding once. During the dinner, Mike told about where he was from and that he was a injury lawyer. You as his assistant was something your parents didn’t question about. As his girlfriend or not, you’re always there for him to make sure he reaches certain places. But when you’re not there, he doesn’t attend those things and you have to deal with them yourself.

Halfway through the dinner, he excuses himself to the bathroom. “Mike is very nice. How is it for you guys?” Your mother asks, you swallowed hard on your food and nodded. “He’s good. We’ve been thinking on getting a nice place to stay so...” Your mom nods. Minutes later, Mike comes in and audibly sniffs hard but your parents don’t pay much mind to it.

You were lucky to watch him every second because a couple more minutes into talking, you notice his nose bleed and you instantly reached up to his face with a napkin and he cleans his nose off. 

Now a different story if Mike had be doing rehab a while ago, it would go like this. You’ve noticed how good he’s been doing to stay away from the pills and drugs he’s been doing for years. Mike always made sure he stayed away from alcohol which tends to happen to some drug addicts to do. So when he meets your parents, he’s polite as possible. A shake to the hand and a gentle grin. The dinner goes well and he does whatever he can to answer questions.

His leg bounces up and down, so you would always place your hand over his knee to reassure him. Trying his hardest to stand up straight, he feels your warmth and calms himself down. Your parents don’t notice. And Mike doesn’t excuse himself to the bathroom, he’s talking to your mother about the things you and him would do if you guys got married. Which was going to come soon.

And after that dinner, Mike turns to you. “They’re nice.”

“They really like you, Mike.” 

He grins.

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Andy Barber

When you two first met, you weren’t even adults at the time. High school sweethearts was some kind of dream for you, to meet someone who stood by your side since you were and have him take your hand in marriage. There is no doubt he got along with your parents. At the age of 18 is when he met them for the first time. Your prom night was something and he stood awkwardly in the living room with your dad.

But for Andy, we aren’t going to discuss his first dinner with them. Just after your marriage, you always visited your parents during the holidays. Even if it meant to fly/drive over. From their first dinner, it ended well. Andy had gotten more comfortable with your parents and always told them stories of being a lawyer. Your mom always called him her son-in-law from the first she saw him. He never disappoint them with a smile.

So visiting them on the holidays, he never refuses to go. He loves your parents and you two even named your first child after your mom/dad. So bringing along your family to your parents house, you were happy to have them over. 

Thanksgiving was your favorite get-together with your parents. Especially if your mom and dad are great cooks. 

You both talk about your jobs in Newton, even talking about your daughter/son trying out a sport or club in their school. Your parents found the time to play board games. Your kid always loved playing Othello. Andy and your dad were having beer while you had water and your mother had wine. Everyone were laughing and having a good time. Till Andy looks over to you and grins. 

You smile back and turn to your parents, “Mom, dad.”

“Hm?”

“I’m pregnant.”

“WHAT!”

And after dinner was finished, Andy was polite to help your parents with the dishes. And you guys had a grand time.

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Paul Diskant

Paul wasn’t exactly free most of the time. Sure, he’d come home after a long day in the department working on cases. A dangerous job to be walking around with a gun clasped onto your hip and a badge you show off to dangerous people. You found him once in a hospital, getting shot in the hip and nowadays, lying in bed, you always feel that rough scar on his hip. 

Him meeting your parents was easy. But when you told them the first time that he was a detective, they feared what might occur to him or you. They worried if you had kids and he happened to end up in a hospital dead and leave you alone. 

You trusted Paul enough to be careful in the city of Los Angeles. As a nurse, you treated him once and silently scolded him about the decision he made. 

So for his promise, he made sure everything he did was not involving rough places and people. Took murder cases of homicides that were just easy to solve. He worked alongside Tom and he felt like an older brother to Paul. Tom made sure, your boy was safe.

The day you made him meet your parents, he greets them with a handshake and once you all sit at the table, your dad goes in for the questions and asks about what he was working on at the department. Your mom somewhat gasped at every story that could’ve been really bad for Paul and that one time you had to treat him at the hospital. But once you cut in to talk about your lives at home and listen to what your parents did over the years, they got to know Paul more and so did he. 

The dinner went swell and when you two left, Paul never wasted time to pull you into the house.

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Frank Adler

Being a simple guy who works on boats from day to night, he was hesitant to meet your parents. From the first time you two met, it was when you moved into the small homes and Mary was the one who brought you two to meet. From the moment he heard your voice, his head shot up in surprise and expected to see an angel. Instead he saw a Goddess. Your smile was so welcoming, he stuttered every word to saw hi. 

Over the months as your neighbor, he always watched you from the kitchen window to see you talk to Roberta. Dating him for what felt like a eternity, you asked him to meet your parents and have dinner. He was already nervous even though the dinner was not till another week. 

At the time, he asked Roberta if she could watch Mary for the night till he comes back. Roberta reassures him not to worry and just relax. He took her advice and got ready. You fixed his hair since he wasn’t so sure how he wanted to look for them. You grinned softly and pecked his lips softly. You grip his shirt in your fist and looked up at him. “Were you working on the boat?”

“No.” You could smell the oil off his shirt so you forced him to change and made your way to your parents house. They greeted him with a gentle smile. They expected someone more of on the rich side. Only to hear that he raises his niece and has custody of her, telling them about how gifted she is. They were already liking him just on how he was with the little girl he mentioned.   

They never asked about where he worked and so you were comfortable throughout the whole dinner. Your dad was invested with boats as well, so Frank and him spoke about them for the rest of the dinner and thought about going on a boat ride in the yacht your father owned.

And Frank walked out of the house with a small smile on his face.

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Johnny Storm

Last but not least. Johnny is the child-type to be at a dinner. Moments where he’s not serious and could go on and on about his lifestyle. It’s one thing for a super-soldier to go to your parents house. But someone who can light in flames was something you couldn’t quite imagine to be visiting your parents.

Before, Johnny was just an ordinary playboy. Goes out to party and drinks. Just like Ransom but less of an asshole, he gets a little too cocky. His style of clothing was always the 2000 look. A plain t-shirt with a suit jacket and pants. Your mom was the one who was worried. When you told them he was one of the Fantastic Four, they assumed it was Reed first.

“Isn’t he married?”

“It’s not Reed, dad.”

“The thing?”

“That’s my best friend, mom. But no.” Then in an instant, they knew it was the underwear model, boy with twinkle toes and lights up like the sun. Johnny was prepared to meet them. But not prepared in a professional way. His handshakes were less adult, the vigorous handshake from a 5-year-old. You were sure he lightly singed your father’s hand. 

His flirting way got the best of him. His smirks and winks always captured by your parents, you basically hid your face behind a napkin. Even with a boyfriend who rides a motorcycle and is basically a dare-devil, he could do anything for a bet. Your mother never liked men like that. Your father was kind of the opposite. But Johnny seemed to give them the wrong idea. 

Johnny’s way of sending flowers to you, finds the time to spend his day with you. Even reassures them that you’re protected. The dinner continued to go well and Johnny became a gentleman at the end and helped clean up. You never saw this side of him but it warmed your heart in a way.

His wink caught your attention when you watched him follow after your mom to the kitchen and you blushed shyly. 

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Dark Ink - Drabble

Chris Evans x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Tattoo admiring, soft touching, fluff

Summary: Chris never revealed his body to you a lot and surprisingly one night, he decides to go shirtless and you can’t help to trail every dark ink plastered on his body.

A/N: I honestly love this divider.  Also it’s 1am and I got this idea from talking about Chris’s tattoos with a great friend of mine. So here we go.

You make smooching noise towards Dodger who made his way over. “Come here, Dodge.” He grabs his small lion and drags it up onto the bed. You get under the covers with Dodger. The lights in the hallway were still on, knowing your boyfriend Chris was still closing curtains and turning off lights in the rooms. You hear his footsteps head down the hall so you turn onto your side to gently rub Dodger’s belly as he nibbled on his lion for a bit.

You hear Chris sigh, “Do you need water for the night?” He asks. You shook your head, “No, thank you.” Chris then turns off the lights and your eyes are pitch black. Your eyes adjusting to the darkness, you could see the outline of Chris.

He heads over to his side of the bed and sits down to tug his shoes off. Dodger is in the middle, laying down and waiting for his boss to lay down so he could instantly cuddle with you two. You hear more shuffling and then a large sigh from Chris as he lays down. You reach over to throw your arm over his chest. Instead of feeling fabric, you felt soft warm skin. 

You’ve only dated Chris for 7 months and he always wore a shirt to bed. It wasn’t because he was self-conscious, it was something he wanted to take slow. It was more of keeping a space thing. Not much of a spatial thing. So this was different to you.

You lifted your head off your pillow to see if you were feeling it correctly. Chris was shirtless with your hand flat on his chest. He turns to you in the dark, “What?” He asks. You shook your head and moved your thumb over the chest hairs. You see him turn on the lamp beside him and you could see the tattoos you never saw.

Sure you saw them in pictures from fans and see them peak out of his shirt but never saw their full form. The words you knew were printed on his right collar bone. You saw it a couple times and you look over to the large bird. An eagle with its wings out. You softly gasped and grazed your fingers over it. Chris had told you about the tattoo but he never showed you. “It’s beautiful.”

Chris grins, “Really? I thought it was cool.” You look up to him and so did he. Even though his eyes showed exhaustion, it was also adoring. You lean up to kiss him. His beard pricks at your chin and cheeks as he pulled you up to his mouth. Your hand coming up to caress his cheek, you pull away and look down to his tattoo of an Eagle. “We should get matching tattoos.” 

Chris tilts his head, “Really? What kind?” He asks. You gleam up at him, “I was thinking about [choice of tattoo].” Chris grins at you. “I’m down.”  

You smiled and kissed him again. “You should have Dodger’s face on your back.” Chris laughs on your lips, pulling away. “I’ll think about that one. You’re getting a little out of hand.” You chuckled and snuggled into his side with Dodger in between you.

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How do you think various Chris Evans character, and Mr. Evans himself, would react to having an S/O loving, and being good at baking?

This sounds like a All In One type of deal!! Here’s a couple of his characters who I think will enjoy their s/o’s baking.

Blurbs for: Chris Evans, Steve Rogers, Ransom Drysdale, Andy Barber, Colin Shea, Frank Adler, and Ari Levinson.  

Warnings: Language, Fluff

Chris Evans

Chris Evans may be a treat guy. He loves when you bake, especially making treats. You’ve made a lot of good pastries and he really loves your cookies or muffins. You’re a good cook, so Chris knows you are good with baking. Sometimes you’ve made a cake for his birthday and it wasn’t much but he loved it. It was simple and sweet.

He loves when he wakes up or walks in to the smell of cookies or cupcakes. In the morning, sometimes you make muffins. He loves those. And they’re always made out of love. You’d say Chris eats almost all of them in one day. You try out new recipes, do bread and brownies. Oh, how he loves your brownies. There are so many things you can make that Chris didn’t know exist and be in Heaven. He’s just glad to have you in the house to make him special.

And you love to see his reactions with your own treats.

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Steve Rogers

What a perfect gif to use for an innocent little blurb of baking! 

Steve is always the one to offer to cook you dinner but you love baking for fun. Whether you had powers or not, you had the skill of putting the whole Avengers under a sugar rush and food coma. You can offer the villains some cookies and they’d say thank you and go to jail. Steve loves watching you bake in the kitchen, especially at night.

He sits at the island and watches you read off the instructions on your phone with your sleeves rolled up and flour all over your shirt. He’s sometimes your taste-tester too. He is always your security guard. It’s not safe when you got the team going for the batter-covered spoon and make a mess in the kitchen. Sometimes Wanda joins you and bakes with you. 

Steve loves the smell of your baking, he enjoys the cookies and brownies. He loves the chocolate peanut butter brownies like the rest of the team. Not going to lie, he loves to join in on the fun. He licks the batter off your finger or your cheek when the batter flies out of the mixture. And the rules are simple:

Steve gets to take the treat before anyone else.

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Ransom Drysdale

Those cookies he stuffs in that big mouth of his isn’t the only treat he gets. Relax, I’m still on the topic of baking. I don’t know what you guys were thinking. Pfft! Anyway, Ransom seems like the sweet guy to eat cookies like the Biscoff’s. You bake cookies for the man and sometimes with his attitude he doesn’t get much. 

The man doesn’t like the mess in the kitchen but if your baking is good, he’s going to allow it. On the Holidays, you bake like crazy. Pumpkin and berry pies (Ransom’s favorites), any kind of cookies and muffins just make his days better but doesn’t calm his cocky attitude. Though he doesn’t show it much, he always loves when you bake. Baking in the kitchen with his sweater on and your hair up, he loves to watch you.

If he’s good one day, you give him one of your treats. Pumpkin spice always filled the air in Ransom’s home. You guessed Ransom loved the smell of pumpkin spice, especially in the beginning of fall. Muffins are his favorites, too. But if he’s good:

He deserves the treat. It’s not easy to get one of your pastries.

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Andy Barber

Andy has hard times dealing with many cases at the courthouse and when he comes home, he’s welcomed with the smell of sweets. He enjoys whatever you make in that kitchen and when he enters he gives you a gentle kiss on the shoulder with his soft words greeting you. You were an amazing cook and on top of that is the baking. 

He loves when you make banana bread or cake bars like his number one favorite coffee cake. Jacob, his son, loves when you make sweets. Jacob is the troublemaker to get into a mess and he always gets the bowl with the leftover of batter. Most of the time, you come into Andy’s office and let him get a small taste of the batter and he loves when you do that. Even when he’s tired, you lift his spirits up.

There are certain rules when you come to baking, the boys leave you alone in the kitchen till you call them. You remembered the time Jacob spilled the whole flour over the counters and yourselves. Jacob never helped you ever again after that. You did teach him small things about baking, you baked him a cake once and he liked it. Jacob and Andy always light up when you bake in the home. Andy will always gets the first taste-test from the spoon. 

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Colin Shea

Colin can be one eater. If he can make out with a sandwich, he will make out with your cupcakes. He’s always the one to run into your kitchen and steal whatever you baked. You basically yell at him because he doesn’t understand that they just came out of the oven. 

You’re cautious of having him around when baking. But he LOVES your baking. He won’t go to any other baking place but ask you to make him something good. He eats almost all of them and will shove them in his pockets. Unlike the rest, he loves when you make cinnamon rolls. He loves extra icing though. You always wonder where all that goes to when he still is in good shape when eating so much of your sweets. 

He will shove the cookie, brownie, whatever into his mouth with no problem. One bite and it’s gone. Like some dog trying to eat his quick before the other gets to it. He’s not like any other guy which makes you think he’s comfortable around you. To be happy and funny around you and your baking. You will never have him bake with you. Because then your whole kitchen is covered in flour and eggs.

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Frank Adler

Your favorite boat soft boy, Frank. Being in a small home with his niece, it was not easy for them. But with you being there for them, it was a dream for the both of them. Baking had been a thing for you since you were little. You remembered baking with your mom and it became a thing for you. To make someone smile. 

Mary always asked if you were going to bake something and bring them some cookies. You always brought something new to them. Mary said the fruit tarts were her favorites. Frank always told you to stop baking because he knew it was “hard” work and you do bake in the middle of the night. But he had nothing to stop you with so he just let it happened and thanked you every time. Eventually when Mary stayed the night at Roberta, you and Frank hung out at your place and you baked some cookies. 

Who knew Frank loved cookies?

He always thought of you as a friend but you coming over everyday and night to hand baked goodies for him and Mary was something he won’t forget. He’d wake up to seeing your face and remembering it when he goes to sleep. He then realized you were something more to him. And that he loved you and your baking.

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Ari Levinson

Last but not least, my husband, your husband, your sexy long-haired boy. Ari Levinson. Before Ari didn’t know how good were you with cooking and baking. Until he tried it. And boy was he shocked. He’s never found something to good and that he always wanted you to keep baking.

It wasn’t a normal thing you do. It was on the mission when you worked in the kitchen. You served sometimes and everyone on your team enjoyed what you made. They always asked why your treats were so familiar to their grandma’s baking and that just makes you laugh. 

Ari loves your baking and he knew you don’t do it much but he’s happy when you do bake. He always wondered how he ended up with someone with such good pastries. He would probably join you in your baking. So let’s hope he can handle not making a mess.

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Quarantine Talk Show

Chris Evans x Fem!Reader

Warnings: None Summary: Jimmy Fallon has called Chris for a talk show and he asked about how Chris’ wife was doing and he invited her into the talk show and the couple played a few games with Jimmy Fallon.

Short but it’ll do.

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Y/N was in the kitchen, cleaning things around the place as she waited either for Chris to finish with the talk show or Scott to call her in for more work cause she wanted to keep moving doing this quarantine.

Chris sat in the other room chatting with Jimmy on his laptop. “So, Chris, how’s it going in Boston? I saw that you finally joined instagram not too long ago.” Chris chuckles.

“It’s great, I’m here with my wife and my brother, my family are just here and we’re all having a good time. It’s hard but you know, we get by.”

“That instagram account, though, what happened?” Jimmy asks. Chris shrugs, “I don’t know what it was. I just caved,” Chris shakes his head, “I feel like such an old man. I’m so late to the party. My wife joined way before me, I feel so old.”

Jimmy laughs, “Did she help you make the account?”

Chris shakes his head, “Oh, man. She did. I gotta be honest, she did help me. You know what it is? I had too many pictures of my dog and my 8 month old. I was like, these are being wasted in my phone. I gotta put these somewhere.”

Jimmy chuckles, “How is your daughter?” 

Chris looks up and nods, “She’s doing great, we thought it’d be tough, you know about the pandemic and all that, we barely go out to grab things but Y/N, them two are doing so well. I think she’d love to see you.”

“Oh, well bring her in,” Jimmy says.

Chris calls out to her and the door opens, “Where is she?” Jimmy asks, he shouts once Y/N steps in. “Ooh! Hey, Y/N!” 

You sit down next to Chris after he pulled out a chair for you, you smiled, holding your 8 month old in your arms. “Hey! Jimmy! How are you?”

“I’m great, oh my gosh, look at the little one,” Jimmy says, you smiled as Chris reaches over and uses his finger to hold your baby’s hand up. “Maya, look,” You point to the screen as Maya stares at her dad. 

Jimmy laughs, “Oh, my God, she’s staring-” Chris smiles as he shakes his head. “Maya always stares at me.” You rolled your eyes, knowing that she does it all the time when he’s around.

Jimmy laughs, “She’s adorable. Are you missing LA, at all?” He asked. You tilt your head, “Well, a little bit. This place out of our home in LA, this one just seems to have a certain place in my heart. It’s a welcoming home,” You say as Chris nods.

“The boys, Scott and him, they go out play what was it called? Wiffel ball and mario kart.”

Chris nods, “Wiffel ball! Wiffel ball is a thing right now. Oh my god-” Chris smiles.

 Jimmy smiles, “Y/N have you seen Chris play? Is he good?” Jimmy asked. You make a ‘tsk’ sound as Chris looks over to you. You hold your hand up, “Don’t look at me!” You laugh.

Chris chuckles with Jimmy. “He’s all right, I guess,” You shrug. Chris chuckles, “You guess? Okay.”

Jimmy laughs, “Well there’s this game on the internet that’s been going around and I wanted to play it with you guys. It’s the Couples Challenge and where basically, I ask you questions and you both have your eyes closed and all you do is point at yourself or the other person.”

“Oh, I love these,” You said, Chris nods. “If you point at the right person, you guys get a point.”

“All right,” Chris says, “Let’s do it.”

“We’ll see if you are the perfect couple,” Jimmy said, you sputter. “Oh, gosh.” Chris smiles as he closes his eyes with you. Maya looks at you two confusingly.

“All right. First one. Who spends more time on instagram?” He asked.

Chris sighs as he points at you. You instantly point at yourself. Jimmy grins, “Who does Maya like more?”

Chris laughs, “Oh, gosh.” He points at himself. You shook your head and pointed at him. Maya could tell with her eyes, of course. Jimmy chuckles, “Who takes up the whole space in bed? Or maybe the blanket?” Jimmy asks.

You shook your head with a laugh. Chris points at you and you pointed at yourself as well. Jimmy smiles at you two and looked at the paper, “Who’s more likely to get into a political fight on social media?”

You lifted your finger up to Chris as he puffs out a sigh and pointed at himself and you. Jimmy nods then laughs, “This one might cause something, I don’t know. Who’s the most fun parent?” Jimmy asks.

You and Chris laugh as you pointed at Chris and he points too.

“Oh, wow! Guys! I’m not kidding, five out of five!” Jimmy throws his hands up, you and Chris opened your eyes. “Oh wow!” Chris says, he looks over to you and grinned.

Jimmy claps his hands together, “You guys are good. This is the last round. Same thing like last time, so close your eyes again.” You two closed your eyes and Jimmy reads the first one.

“All right. Who was more likely the bad kid in school?”

You immediately pointed at Chris and he shakes his head and points at himself. Jimmy chuckles, “Who is the smartest?”

Chris shook his head and pointed at you. You sighed and pointed at Chris. He used a lot of big words you barely knew yourself. Jimmy chuckles, “Who is more likely to tell the other how many push-ups they can do?”

You sputter in the obvious way possible as you pointed at Chris. Chris knew what you meant and he chuckles, pointing at himself. Jimmy laughs at the next question, “Who’s most likely to fall asleep during a party?”

You laugh as you struggled with that one for a bit. “Hopefully not...” You pointed at Chris. Chris laughs, “Hopefully not, that means you pointed at me?” He asked. Jimmy laughs.

You shook your head with a smile. “This one is kind of for you two and Maya, so...” Jimmy laughs, “Who does she love the most?” You and Chris look down at Maya as she glanced up at Chris.

Once she made eye contact with Chris, her arms raise up to him. “Oh!” Jimmy says, you laugh as Chris reaches over and holds Maya in his arms. “That’s it for the game, thank you guys for playing. And hopefully we’ll see each other again in person. And Y/N you’re are welcome to come freely.”

You nod, “Oh, yes. Thank you, Jimmy.”

“All right, you guys stay safe and have a good one.”

“You, too. Stay safe!” 

“See ya!” Jimmy stops his chat and you turned to Chris with a small grin. Maya looking up with her blue eyes. “You betrayed me, young lady.” Chris smiles as he jumps her up and down on his thigh.

“She loves you and I. Is that true?” He asked her, Maya looks up at him and leans against him causing you to gasp. “You little booger.” Chris laughs and he leans forward.

Placing a gentle kiss on your lips.

“Why don’t you go play with her? Since she loves you so much,” You stand up, Chris groans, “Oh, come on!” He laughs, “She loves you!” You walk out with a grin as Chris looks down at Maya.

“You love mom, do you?” He asked.

Maya looks up and she babbles at him. He nods, “I know. She’ll understand.”

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The Grill

Chris: Clean your room. Your grandma, aunts and Scott are coming over for a barbecue.

Y/N: *looking around*

Chris:

Chris: What are you looking for?

Y/N: I don't see the grill in my room, do you?

Chris: Did I ask?

Y/N:

Y/N: Alright... alright.

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On Set - Drabble

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Chris Evans x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Scene fighting Summary: It’s your first film in the MCU and your next scene is with your best friend for 14 years, Chris Evans. Little did you both know, your fight would get you two into loving this film so far.

You hear the loud ring of the bell to get back on set. It was in the middle of spring and you were on set for the new movie, Captain America: The Winter Soldier. A friend of yours offered the part to you knowing this will change your life and be fun for the rest of the films.

You were already in your leather suit, gadgets on your hips and a Hydra logo on your chest. 

The scene took place on the ship and that was just the beginning of the movie. Your first day on set, you were excited to be there. Chris, your friend of 14 years, was there in his Stealth suit. “Alright, where’s the choreographers?” You trained for this movie for months. Your stunts were all done by yourself and it was scary. Your stunt double was there in case you needed some time to relax.

Chris’ stunt double stood by as well for your fight. 

“Let’s take it from the top.” You stood on the box that was a few feet up. Getting ready for your best entrance ever, Chris gave you a thumbs up and a grin, holding his shield as he stood off to the side. “Action!” 

You jump down and rolled causing Chris to spun around towards you. You stood up swiftly. Chris stood in a strong stance, glaring at you. You lift up your leg and swung it towards him and he swings his body sideways before he halts. “Cut!”

You take a step back from Chris and you practiced a little bit of your fight. You got back into position and Chris loses the shield for the CGI to do the hard work. The director shouts action and you swing your leg just like last time and Chris backs up. You kick out your other leg and Chris falls on his knee but throws a punch to your side an inch away from impact and you react, stepping back.

You take out your prop gun and pointed it at him. His hand comes out and twists your wrist. Your director shouts, “bam!” to indicate the gun firing and you jerked the gun to imitate it’s reaction to a bullet and Chris stares at you wide-eye before knocking the gun out of your hand. 

“Cut! Amazing guys!”

The next retakes were just different from before, the angles and the speed went  up. It was time for your huge scene with Chris’ stunt double. They wanted some takes from the stunt double and see if Chris was able to handle it. This was your favorite scene here. “Action!” You swung your leg and the double dodges it and pushes forward. 

You reach up to the bars above you and swung your legs up onto his shoulders. His face was in between your thighs and you leaned back to have the director yell cut. The double lets you off his shoulders, giving you a soft grin and saying good job. Chris’s double, you two have always practiced in the gym for these types of fights.

There were scenes where Chris knew he could do but the more riskier ones he couldn’t. I mean, you trusted him and his double to handle you on set with fight scenes. They were both big enough to handle you like a rag doll. You did ballet as a child and did martial arts in your high school years, so learning those things, you were able to do your own stunts. 

You and the stunt double did the scene a couple times with different camera angles to give it the cinematic look. Chris stood off to the side with a wide grin on his face as you took your last take and the double helps you off his shoulders. Chris and the producers including the director clapped.

Your makeup artist came up to fix your hair and suit as Chris made his way over to you. “That was pretty cool. I think they’re gonna love this scene.” You grin happily and let out a sigh, “Too bad I’d like to test the fight with you.” Chris laughs and you saw his cheeks and ears go red slowly. “We’ll see about the other fights we’ll have. This film has me doing almost every scene on my own.” 

You raise a brow at him and gave him a wink, following your assistant to your chair for a short break. Chris couldn’t help but think what the other fights held for you two. And he was happy to have you on set with him, finally.

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The Picture - Drabble

Soft!Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Body shaming, Language, Mental Health Issues, Implied Smut Request:  @stop-obsessing-over-those-actors​ ooh can we get a ransom x a reader with self image issues? i like fics that discuss/cover mental health because i think it’s important to discuss😊

Three Fics in One Day? Dino is on a roll here people, can I get a whoop whoop? Dino be working on fics at 3am and she’s on a fic streak right now!

You attended to your boyfriend’s family little get-together party. It was a simple dinner to gather around and it was your second time since you saw them. Ransom was your 1-year boyfriend and he kept you away from his family as much as possible.

Last time you saw them it didn’t go bad. You guessed it was just him wanting to stay away from his crazy family that get into fights or don’t filter their mouths. Ransom doesn’t have a filter as well but you learned to get used to it.

So, that day you put on a nice autumn-like outfit. You put very little makeup on and managed to fix whatever looked a bit off to you. A knock hits the wall and you could see Ransom peak in the doorway. “You almost done, we’re gonna be late and you know how those assholes are.”

You look down at your outfit and scowled at it, “Ugh. I feel too... strange in this.” Ransom looks at you through the mirror and grins. “You look fine. Come on. We need to be there on time.”

You turn away from the mirror and walked over to him, “When are we ever there on time, huh?” You asked with a grin, Ransom tilts his head at you and you pecked his cheek with a kiss. “What are you standing there for? We have to go,” You say, watching Ransom stand there like he was a four year old being kissed for the first time.

He turned around and followed you out.

Once you got there, you put your foot out and heard the dogs run over. Ransom closes his door and jumps back from the dog. “Hey! Stop it,” He says, you come around the beamer and run a hand down his forearm. That led him to scowl at the dogs and pull you into his side.

Walt stood outside with his cigar in his mouth, he pulls it out to speak, “Well, well, well... look who decided to show up late as usual.” Ransom ignores Walt without even looking at him.

“Why start the dinner when we get here? It’s not like we’re here for you guys.”

“Then why come, asshole?” Walt asked, watching you two head inside the home. “Because we love a good show at the table.” You softly grin and Ransom caught it adding a grin himself. You hear people chatter in the large room, spotting almost everyone on the room so quick.

Linda was the first to turn, “There you are!” Ransom gently lowers his arm from your side and Linda makes her way over to you. “Hello, darling,” She says blankly towards you like you weren’t any new to her. She hugged you, but lightly taps your shoulders for a split second and parted away from you.

“Ransom, we aren’t gonna start things at the table, so let your girlfriend do the talking.”

You stared clueless at his mom not calling you by your name. The family joined at the table while you sat next to Ransom. The family started talking things you didn’t want to be in so you listened to Joni who sat across from you.

“So, Y/N,” She says, “Where’d you get your outfit?”

You softly grin and messed with your sweater a bit, “Ransom got it for me. It was a gift. My mom made this scarf for me though.” Joni tilts her head and her fingers held up to her lips. “Isn’t it a little small on you?” She asked.

Your face changed immediately at her question, “I’m sorry?” Ransom didn’t seem to catch the conversation just yet. Joni grins, “I mean... it looks a little small on you.” You reached up to your face, trying to hide your front as much as possible. 

Joni was some type to judge outfits a lot and people’s appearances. Her outfits costed more than yours did. And to think someone who has the best clothing, has their own Flam! Business, they would always ruin others. 

After that conversation, you hide yourself from others, you barely ate as well. The actions made Ransom think something was upsetting you, so he thought to leave early. He took you back to his car, held the door open for you and closed it once you got in.

You crossed your legs to feel less of it. Ransom got in and started the car, “Hey, you okay?” He asked.

You nodded your head and shuffled a bit, “Yeah.” Ransom reaches over and puts his hand on your thigh to show you some sign of affectionate. You didn’t shrug it off, you just let it happened. He took a glimpse at you, “You know I give zero fucks about my family. You want to talk shit, I’m all here for it. We can ramble all night.”

“It’s nothing.”

“You see, that’s the problem. You’re shutting me out,” He says, “I was honestly doing good at that dinner and throw me a bone here.” You shook your head and Ransom figured to not push it any further because he knew how much of pushing you to your limit could go wrong. So he kept his mouth shut like he never does to his family.

That night, you just gotten out of the shower, standing in a pair of panties and a shirt. You hear Ransom come in and you brushed your teeth, washing your mouth out with water, you lifted up your head and felt a pair of hands glide to your hips. 

“You ready to talk now?” He asked, his face lowers to yours, “I’ve been patient for a couple hours, knowing you were quiet throughout the rest of those hours.” You turn your face so you could see the tip of his nose in your view. He leans a bit over and kisses you gently. Once he pulled away, his blue hues looked deep into yours. “You’re going to tell me what’s the hell is going on with you.”

You look into the mirror and he followed your gaze in the mirror as well. He then realized what you were thinking. How your eyes scanned your body coldly. Gently his hands lay flat against your stomach. “If this is the damn problem, you shouldn’t worry about it. Fuck my family. I know they treated you shit since I brought you in the first time. I can read their pea brains and I’d say fuck them.”

His arms lift up to hold your chest and he pushes you back against his chest. “This is the best picture to have in my mind. Just you. Only you.” His lips delicately kiss your neck and his chin bumps your ear. “You know I’d like to see the picture better on the bed.” You see him kneel down and picks you up, taking you out of the bathroom towards the bed.

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FBI

Chris: *peacefully reading a book*

His house: *quiet af*

Y/N: *crashes through door*

Chris: *screams*  Dodger: *barking*

Y/N: *pretending to hold a gun* FBI OPEN UP!!!!!!!!!!!

Chris: GODDAMMIT Y/N!!

.

Is there a word people use for these types of things? Drabbles? Blurbs? Unknown but cute conversations.

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Welcome Home - Drabble

Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff and maybe a little bit of tears Summary: Steve comes home to a beautiful sight that he would love to see everyday.

Steve had just got back from a two week mission and he felt more relieved to come back home. He texted you that he was on his way back. You texted him to drive safely back and that you’d see him when he enters that front door. He couldn’t be happier. He had bruises all over his skin, his cheek was red, bruises and cuts on his forehead and nose. His jaw was hit as well but the pain was less painful.

His hair was a mess. He needed a shower. His knuckles were still aching from punching and the gloves irritating his skin.

He parked his motorbike in the alley and slowly made his way up to the apartment complex. Reaching up to the stairs, he pulled his keys out and opened the front door. A couple of balloons were over the floor. His foot kicks a toy and it let out a squeak. 

Steve grins weakly and looks around to not see no action in the home. “Sweetheart.” He made his way into the living room and saw the lamp was on. His record player was also playing music softly and he saw the Welcome home poster. 

He turned to see you in the chair with something in your arms. His gaze wanders over you and your 3 month old baby boy, William. His arms were sprawled on your shoulders. His little onesie snugged on him like a blanket while you had your head over his with a book in your lap. The both of you were out. Steve softly grins and walks over. 

His hand gently on William’s back as he leaned over and placed a kiss on your head. Your eyes twitch and he heard you hum. He shushes you, “Let me take him to bed, you wait here...” He says lowly. Steve gently takes the baby into his arms and lays William over his chest. His chubby hands reach up and grip Steve’s shirt.

You waited while Steve placed William in his crib and made his way back to you. “You’re home,” You mumbled tiredly. Steve smiles and kisses your temple. “I am.” His hand cradles the side of your head. “Let’s get you to bed.” Steve manages to slip his arms under you and lift you up from the chair. Your head lays on his shoulder, already falling asleep on his chest until he laid you down.

He slipped your shoes off and kissed your forehead again. “Where you going?” You asked, Steve breathes out softly. “The shower. I’ll be out soon.” And he made his way into the bathroom to take a shower. And he made his silent promise and joined in bed with you. You turn on your side and laid your hand over his chest, spotting the bruises that were beginning to heal under.

“You okay?” You asked, quietly. Steve looks down at you and saw your fingers gently touch his bruises. “I’m okay. I’m just glad to be home.” And with that, you two fell asleep.

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Besties

Everyone: Oh my gosh, you guys are a cute couple.

Y/N:

Y/N: A couple of besties

Chris: Okay, now you’re just stepping over the line. We’re married.

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I just painted my dogs toenails and she be looking like Chris with his acrylic nails, legit looks like this-

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Impress Me

Jake Jensen x Single Mom!Reader

Warnings: Language, Porn Mentions (Use of MILF) Summary: All you wanted was to go to your daughter’s soccer game and an couple of assholes took their damn time to get rid of their abnormally large hummer. The driver happened to be a bit attractive and end up your way again.

Nothing like a nice Jake Jensen fic for all you beautiful people out there! 

This is a true story that happened yesterday, the guy parked like an asshole with a large hummer and to tell you, our town is not a big place so there is no point on driving a large vehicle to show off chicks. It ain’t cool.

Unless you’re Jake Jensen and/or Chris Evans

You were rushing around the house, searching every room for the item that had been missing since. Your daughter, Ava, couldn’t stop asking for it. It was important for her game. “Mom, have you found them yet?” She shouts from the living room. You groan at her last and final shout as you lifted yourself up from looking under the bed.

“No, Ava!” You sighed, “You sure you didn’t leave them at grandma’s house?” Your sister comes in and she already had your daughter’s duffel bag. “The game doesn’t start in another hour. You can stop at the sports shop and get new cleats.”

You groan and turn to see your daughter and sister. “Okay. Sweetheart, I’m gonna grab you new ones, okay?”

Ava pouts, “But I loved those shoes.”

You roll your eyes, “Ava, just this one time, okay? After this, we can call grandma. Do you remember what size you got?” Your sister looks at you strangely while your daughter crosses her arms, “As a mom, shouldn’t you know that?”

You nod awkwardly and turned, “Yeah, um, Liz, can you take her there? I’ll meet you guys there.” Your sister nods and reaches for your daughter, “Come on, Ava. Let’s go.” Your daughter follows your sister out and you let out a sigh. Taking another look in every room, searching every crevice and no sign of your daughters shoes.

And they were neon yellow shoes, you could’ve saw them anywhere with the bright highlight. 

With that said, you took your keys and hopped in the car. Luckily the sports shop was not that far from the field where your daughter would be playing at. Your sister kept you updated that Ava’s shoes weren’t in her car or the bag. You knew they had to be at your mom’s house.

Maybe at your ex-husband’s house. Shit. Not long ago, you filed the papers. It was nothing involved with your daughter. You both started to fade apart. He wasn’t rude or a penniless guy. There was something you both knew it wasn’t gonna keep up.

Especially for Ava, you both shut down for some reason.

After that, you had custody for Ava but she always visited her father 5 times a month. Soccer was coming from her dad. He taught her everything and he signed her up for soccer. He still supported her. You liked him for that.

He came to games if he could. His work always got to him, but he always made plans for Ava. You just never saw yourself having a future with him no more. But for Ava. Of course.

You pulled into the parking lot just in front of the store, seeing people go in and out of it as you rummaged in your bag for your card and you lifted your sunglasses on top of your head.

You stepped out and rushed in, asking the worker where the soccer shoes were, he happily took you over. Shin guards, soccer balls, jersey’s, you found the cleats just on the end. You almost bump into a couple of men in the aisle. One of them let out a ‘woah’.

“Sorry,” You say kindly, the man grins, “You’re good, ma’am.” The three other men, one wore a cowboy hat, one with a grey beard but looked intimidating and a taller man who look twice as much. A woman happened to be with them as well. 

“Pooch,” The beard man says as you raced down the hall, the man turns, “What?” The two men shook their heads at the guy. “Have you guys seen Jensen?” You ignore their conversation and searched the right size of shoes. You spot the ones that looked like your daughter’s.

You reached up and take them in hand, immediately running back to the cashier. You reached for your phone and see a text from your sister. They’re already stretching on the field. You groan and did all your swiping and pin code. Not taking your receipt, you ran out the door.

Coming to a stop once you met the front of your car, you groan. 

A hummer parked next to yours. “How am I-?” You throw your arms up and sighed. You hear someone come by and they head to the hummer. “Excuse me,” You ask, the man turns and jerks his chin up. “Yeah?”

You point, “Is this your hummer?”

The man turns to the large car and nods, “Yeah?” You point toward your car, this time, “I can’t get in my car. Can you park somewhere else?” The man walks up to meet your side and see the problem. He then points, “I’m in the line, so I don’t think it’s a problem. Just squeeze through. You look small enough to do it.”

You gawk at him, “Excuse me?”

The man holds his hands up, “Sorry. Just hop in your passenger seat and slide in-”

“Just move the damn hummer!” You say, the man laughs and reached for his chest. “I have friends inside, can you just wait for a couple minutes. They’ll be out in a second.”

“I’m in a rush! My daughter has a game!”

He nods, “I can see that. I can go grab my friends and I’ll move the hummer.” You would’ve kicked the front of his car, pull the crowbar that hadn’t been used for a situation like this from your trunk and go psycho. All you could do was throw your arm up, “Fine. Asshole.” You walk to your passenger side and threw your purse in the back.

You start to lean in till you lifted your head up to look at him again, “You know, this town doesn’t feel impressed by your huge ass vehicle. It just makes you more of an asshole.”

The man puts his hands on his hips and quirks a grin, “I wasn’t trying to impress anyone. But I’m glad you kept me informed about it.” You hopped in the passenger seat and would’ve been in the most awkward situation when the man watched you slide your ass into the driver’s seat. 

You sighed heavily, turning on your car and stared at the man. You look down to the center console and saw your drink. Your eyes lifted up to him.

You rolled your window down and grabbed your cup. “Hey, asshole!” You called out, the man and held the cup out. “How’s this to impress you?” The man’s face drops when you open the lid.

“No, wait-!” You dump the drink over the side of his hummer and you threw the cup on the floor of your car and pulled out. The man reaches for his head and drops them to look at you. You didn’t look back. But hell, did it feel good. Never in your life ever stood up like that for an asshole. But why the heck did he look good? 

He groans to see the liquid drip down the side of the hummer as his friends come out.

“Hey, Jensen, you ready-? Woah, what happened here?” Pooch asks, seeing the spill on the door. Roque sighs, “Who’d you piss off this time?” He asks, Jensen shook his head and opens the door. “Just shut up, we’re gonna be late for my niece’s game.”

The group look at each other and gave questioned looks before jumping in.

“Mom!” Ava calls, you rush over to her and sat her down. “Here, let me help,” You got down on your knee and began to slip on her new shoes, tying them and making sure they were a perfect fit. You thanked God they did. Ava grins, “Thanks, mama.”

You grin and nod, “You’re welcome. Now, go have fun.” Ava smiles, jumping onto her feet to head on the field with her team. Her pink jersey with the number 5, you loved seeing her in her jersey. She sometimes wore it around the house and knew how passion for soccer. 

You always saw your ex-husband in her.

Somewhere in the bleachers, someone was bursting out in laughter before slapping the man’s shoulder beside them. “You pissed off a woman for not moving the hummer? You really are a dick-”

“Hey, some people should be able to use that rock in their head that they call a brain,” Jensen says, glaring at Pooch. Cougar leans over, “Roque’s right, though. You really made a dick move.”

Jensen shakes his head, turning to the field to see his niece out in her pink jersey with the Petunias. He sees another girl run for the group and playfully tackles his neice making him grin. His eyes seemed to follow where the girl had ran from, seeing a familiar woman on the sideline. 

“Shit,” He grits.

Pooch turns, “What’s up, now?” Jensen leans back a bit and inhales, “She’s here.” All three men, Pooch, Roque and Cougar look around. “Oh, shit! Where? Is she cute? Hot?” Pooch asks.

Cougar used his binoculars and spots her. “Hey, she’s the girl Pooch was flirting with.” Pooch glares, “What? I was not! Give me that!” He snatches the binoculars and looks down. “Oh yeah...” He says, seeing you walk up to the bleachers. 

“That’s her?” Pooch asks, staring at Jensen who shook his head. “What a coincidence that her daughter is friend’s with my niece.” Roque pats Jensen’s back like a proud man, “A mom? Is she single?” Jensen grimaces at him. Pooch cackles, “Ah-ha! This man got himself a MILF-!”

“Can you guys shut up? We’re at a kids game!” Jensen shouts, the parents around the group glare at them, causing all of them to shut up for a second. Jensen leans back to the boys, “I don’t know if she’s single. What I do know is that you all are thinking the wrong thing.”

Roque chuckles, “You turned red the second you saw her-”

“You know, I’m gonna move down,” Jensen began to stand up and move while Roque grabs him before he could. “Ah-ah. No, you aren’t. You’re watching her,” He says, Jake shakes his head. “I’m not watching her. What do you think I am, a freak?”

“Be sure to wave,” Roque waves over to you and Jensen turns to see your face look over and he immediately leans back. “Roque, dammit!” He grits. Luckily you don’t notice Roque waving as you turned away and spoke to your sister. Pooch purrs, “Ooh. She’s got a friend.”

“Guys, can you cut that out. The game is about to start.”

You sigh in relief and watched your daughter run to the sideline with her group. Your sister turns to you, “What’s up with you?” You turn to her and furrowed your brows. “What?”

She grins, “Look, your daughter’s out there and that Hummer asshole is not gonna bother you anymore. Just let it go.” You shook your head and saw that the game began to start. With that, you quietly watched the game and cheered when the Petunias made a goal.

.

Halfway through the game, the Petunias were in the lead. Ava was on a roll and you were proud of her. The other team looked defeated but the kids were all tired. You were sure Ava was tired as well.

You watched as Ava took the ball from the other team causing you to jump up. “Yes!” You shout, “Go baby!” You watched as the other girl beside her runs to her side.

Roque touched Jensen’s shoulder and pointed, “Look.” Jensen turns to you on your feet, cheering. Jensen looked out to the field and saw what had to be your kid. She had the ball, but then he noticed his niece run up and collides with your daughter. “Oh!” His boys all say loudly as the two girls fall on the field.

Jensen stands up, “I gotta-Hey!” Your sister stands up as you rush down the bleachers to your daughter on the ground. The coach blows her whistle. “Ava! Hey, are you okay?” You asked, your daughter nods while you look to the other girl.

Number 21. 

“Hey, sweetie, you alright?” You hear clamoring behind you, a man runs up to what may be his kid. “Hey, you alright?” He asks, he lifts up his head to see you. Your sister runs up, “Excuse me? Your daughter needs to watch where she runs-” You stammer toward your sister yelling. Jensen furrows his brows, “She was trying to help! The field is slippery, I saw her slip.”

“Liz-”

“Well, tell your daughter to watch her footing,” Your sister grabs your daughter’s shoulder and guides her to the bench. “She’s my niece, actually,” Jensen adds. You watched him as he nods once, “Hi. Nice to see you again.” You turn away and followed your sister to have Ava sit down for the rest of the game.

Jensen checked on his niece and made it back to his friends, Clay was laughing. “Wow, that was a scene to watch.” Pooch cackles, “Her sister was feisty. What’d she say?” He asks. Jensen sits down and looks over to you and your daughter. 

Going back to watch the game. Luckily the Petunias had won and Ava was feeling a bit better after she hit her head pretty hard. With enough water, you took your daughter’s gear and packed it up. 

You settled Ava in the back of your car, “Wait, mom,” She says, stopping you from closing the door. You nod, “What’s wrong?”

“I forgot my bottle at the bench,” She says. You look over to the field, seeing a couple of people leaving and packing up. You gave her a nod, “I’ll go look for it. The air is on so you can stay cool. I’ll be back.” Ava nods as you closed the door and made your way back to the field.

Everyone seemed to be gone and emptied the field for you to be able to search for a bright blue bottle.

You checked the bench where you last sat, you peer up on the bleachers to see water bottles, other things but not your daughter’s water bottle. You sighed till someone spoke up.

“I’m assuming you’re looking for this,” A familiar voice said, you turn to see the hot blonde guy you dumped your whole drink on his hummer. He grins, eyes squinting from the sun shining in his face. “Your daughter is number 5, I saw her little name on the bottom of the bottle with her number. I thought I’d have to chase you or meet you at another game.”

You take the bottle into your hand and grinned slightly, “Thank you.”

He shoves his hands in his pockets and you held the bottle tight in your hands. He nods, “Not trying to impress you with my charms, this is just being nice for you. You seem kind of out of it today.”

“Yeah, I-...” You shake your head, “I’m sorry I dumped my drink over your car. I was just stressed from the past week and-” 

He lifts his hand up, “It’s all right. I understand. I know a thing or two about chasing soccer gear for family.”

You grinned, “She’s your niece?” Jake turns to his niece down the field with his buds all cheering for her, he nods. “Yeah, my sister is on a business trip. I know how passionate my niece is with soccer. Your daughter is one tough player. She took the hit like no other. I’d see them cry after.”

You smiled, “Yeah, well, she gets it from her father.” Jensen didn’t notice a man with you during the game. Was he the type to not make it? So much for making a move by Roque’s advice to apologize and ask you out.

“Didn’t make it?” He asked.

You peer up at him in question. He lowers his head, “Sorry.” You look down at your daughter’s bottle and sighed. “He only sees her 5 times a month.” Jensen glances up to you again. “Makes it to a couple games and he spends time with her on the field to practice,” You say.

Jensen nods and turns to see his friends were gone. He turns back to you and grins, “Can I take you back to your car?” You didn’t know this side of this guy. And hell, you felt even more bad on how this guy was nice but can be such an asshole sometimes.

He was like no other.

You agreed and walked back to the lot with him, “The name’s Jensen, by the way. Jake Jensen,” He says, you look over, “My friends call me by my last but you don’t have to.”

You pull the corner of your lip and nodded, “I’ll decide on it.” Jake smiles at you and the two of you look forward to see the same hummer beside your car. Just like last time. Jensen curses under his breath. Roque opens the driver door and peaks out.  “Aye, Jensen, what took you so long?” He asks, a huge grin forming on his lips. Jake turns to you to see the silent glare as he nods, “I’ll move the hummer this time.” You grin.

“You better.”

You watch as he rushes over to the front seat, pushing Roque into the back. He rolls his window down and pulls out, giving you the chance to hop in your car. With a small grin, you opened your car door. Jensen grins, “You know, if you really wanted to impress me, you find the day to go out!” He says.

You lightly laugh and shook your head. “I’ll see you at the next game, Hummer boy.” Jensen rolls the window back up with a smile as you hopped in your car. Your daughter completely confused.

“Who was that?” You turned on your car with a small smile, “A new friend.” Ava leans back in her seat and looks out the window, nodding. “I like him.” You hear from her, causing you to look in the rear view mirror to see her eyes look out the window. You then pull out.

“You asked out a single mom?” Pooch asks, he pats Jensen’s shoulder, “Way to go, man!”

“Hummer boy? Looks like someone’s got a nickname,” Roque laughs making everyone in the car laugh. Jensen shakes his head, “It was a joke, now shut up, I’m driving.” Through the rest of the day, his buds teased him, pushed him around like he was the young guy in the group. 

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The Search - Requested

Andy Barber x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: Murder, Disappearance, Language

Summary: Andy is on the Ben Rifkin’s case who happened to be murdered. And the same day, Y/N doesn’t return home. After hours and hours of searching for her, Andy finds her in the elementary playground. And she wasn’t in good shape.

I’m sure there won’t be a part 2 cause it will go crazy in the next one and I feel like I’ll mess up the next part so this is just it.

Also things may not sound like the right information, it’s just to bring the story together.

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Andy had gotten a call from Duffy that there was a murder reported in Cold Spring Park. Andy had just started his morning and his case on the man with battery had already been done and he had to skip a meeting with Lynn.

Cold Spring Park was just by the Archer Middle School. And that’s where Y/N and Jacob were. The two would take the trail down. He hoped the two were okay in the school.

Andy parks his car on the side and steps out to see Pam waiting for him. He walks over, “What do we got?” He asked. Pam follows him towards the yellow caution tape, “Ben Rifkin, 14 years old, stabbed three times.” 

Pam watches Andy come to a stop and she knew that look, “Shit,” She says. Andy sighs, “Jacob knows him. Anyway, keep going.”

Pam nods, “The scene was sort of spread out. We found a trail but it stopped midway. They’re taking blood tests on the body and the blood trail.”

“Could it be the suspects?” Andy asks, he looks over and indeed saw the trail of blood leading up to the trail, running off or running towards the boys body if it happened to be a struggle from Ben.

Pam shrugs, “We’ll see in a few hours. This woman here found the body. A neighbor even heard distress what sounded like a woman or a child. He didn’t seem to think it was something bad.”

Andy looks over, “Well that was a dick move. But a woman? Could be an adult murderer.”

“Could be.” They walked up to the body and could smell the blood and mud. Men in hazmat suits surrounded the body and took pictures. Andy would give his regards to the parents. Jacob and Y/N knew him, Y/N was actually good friends with Ben.

Her and Jacob had some disagreements but it wasn’t something. Andy feels his phone ring and he turns, “Will you give me a minute?” He asked. Pam nods and he turns away to answer the call.

“Jake? You okay?”

“Yeah. Our school’s on lockdown. Is everything okay?” Andy looks over to the body and turns away, “Yeah. I can’t talk about it right now, you’re safe. Have you heard from your sister?” 

“She hasn’t texted me...” 

“Okay. Well, I got to go. Just listen to what your teachers say, okay?”

“K...”

“Love you, buddy.”

“Love you too.”

Andy pulls his phone in his pocket and he sees one of the men slip something into a bag. He saw the shape of it, knowing it was a phone. He nods at it, “That’s a cell phone?” He asked.

Pam looks over her shoulder, “Yeah. Not sure if it belongs to the victim, we’ll take a look at it tomorrow.” Pam and Andy leave the scene. They haven’t found the backpack nor did they find anything tied to the case. Weapons. Only blood was gonna be tested. They were sure if the suspect had gotten blood on their clothes but it was a needle in a haystack.

They didn’t have much. He heard his phone ring and he saw it was Laurie’s ID caller. “Laurie?”

“I just heard about the murder on the news. You okay?” She asked. Andy looks down the road, seeing cars drive down as he stood out by the stairs in front of the courthouse. “Yeah. Did you get the kids?”

“I got Jacob and Derek, they’re upstairs. Jacob said Y/N was going to a friends house but she’s not answering her phone.” Andy looks up and breathes in, “Okay. I’ll try her cell. Just stay home, okay?”

“Okay. Love you.”

“Love you too.” Andy hangs up and pulls up Y/N’s number, pulling it up to his ear. The phone buzzes. Again. And again. And again. “Come on, Y/N.” He heard the phone click knowing she picked up.

“Y/N, it’s dad. Mom’s worried.”

“Andy?”

The man froze at the sudden voice of someone else. He immediately reacts, “Duff? How do you-?”

“This was the phone that was turned up at the scene. I was taking it in for evidence and you happened to call it.” Andy raises his head up and rushes over to his car. “I’m coming to the department. Something’s not right.” 

Andy jumps in his car and speeds down the road. Andy pulls out the screen on his car and searches for Laurie’s number. He began to call her back. She immediately answered. “Andy? Did you talk to her?”

“Laurie... the phone that we turned up at the scene... it’s Y/N’s. I’m rushing over to the department.”

“Oh, my God. You think she did this?”

“No. I know she wouldn’t. Just keep Jacob home, I promise to call you back.” Andy hears her let out a huff, “Okay...” She says. Andy says bye and hangs up, quickly driving up to the station and doesn’t bother to lock his car as he rushed up the stairs.

He held up his badge to the police officer and she opened the door. He rushes up the stairs and immediately spots Duffy with the phone. “Hey,” She says, Andy takes the bag and looks at it.

“Have you been searching for her?” Andy asked.

“Well, we were just figuring out if she did it or not. They said a fingerprint was on the boy’s sweatshirt. They said the tests are here. Peterson was gonna bring them in a few.”

Andy shakes his head, “Just know... she didn’t do this. I know she wouldn’t do this.”

“You said Jacob and Y/N would walk down that trail, right?”

Andy shook his head, “Yes. But I’m not sure what the hell is going on. I have nothing and I...” Andy turns around and Duff raises her hand. “Hey, it’s okay. Easy.”

The two turn their heads to Peterson who walked up to them. “Andy, you’re here?” He asks, Andy quickly takes the papers. “What did they find?” Duffy asked. Andy began to read the papers, seeing the information.

“They found two different blood tests. One happens to be Y/N Barber’s including the Rifkin’s kid.” Andy looks up to him and his blood runs cold. “You saying my daughter was involved with the murder?”

Peterson shrugs, “We don’t have enough evidence to say she did it or not. This really turns a lot of heads though.”

“Can we send out patrols?” Andy asks, the two don’t reply and Andy turns to Duffy. “Duff, please.” Pam looks over to him and finally nods. “We’ll look around the park.” Andy nods at her and she gathers a few men and they began to head into police cars.

Andy was the first to leave the department.

He called Laurie and told her almost everything. She told him that Jacob had taken the road way instead of the trail. Y/N usually liked taking the trail cause it was quicker. Jacob and Y/N always had their disagreements a lot.

Especially as kids.

The fights they would have. Jacob was more of the damage. Laurie knew it but Andy didn’t. He thought they were just acting like siblings and they are the same age so they fight for the same things.

One thinks the other is spoiled but in reality they both are. Maybe Y/N found Ben Rifkin’s body and she fell, cutting a hand on the ground. No. Andy saw a lot of it. It had been hours since this happened. He reached for his beard in distress, knowing Y/N could be lying on the ground.

Dead.

One police cab had been following him while the rest had been going around the park and Andy’s neighborhood. An hour had passed looking for her. Andy had his windows rolled down for a sudden sound or thing. He then stopped. The elementary school. Their school had ended but he knew it was somewhere she’d be.

Especially the blood trail she left it leading up to this school. The cop was confused as Andy jumped out and rushed onto the campus. “Y/N!” Andy calls, he looks through the playground and looks by the swings. 

Nothing.

He tries the bushes by the school. Nothing. He checks by the bigger play structure and sees a huge slide with large obstacles. The slide was a large tube and he walks over, looking up at the top, “Y/N?” He calls. No one responds.

Looking out to the field, he couldn’t see her. Sighing, he began to walk back till a dark color caught his attention. On the edge of the slide. Was dark liquid. Blood. Andy leans over and sees someone laying in the slide, weak. “Y/N!”

He hears that she doesn’t respond and quickly waves at the officer. “Call the ambulance! I found her!” The officer nods and calls in his units to gather them all together again.

Andy leans in and holds his hand out. “Sweetheart, can you hear me? I need you to get out. It’s dad, baby. It’s me.” He gently grabs your ankles and tugs you down.

The shirt you wore was soaked in your blood. You surely lost a pint of blood. You were holding it. Andy slightly gasps. He reaches up to her cheek, seeing the fear in her eyes. “It’s okay. You’re gonna be okay. Stay with me, sweetheart. I know, I know it hurts.” 

Dry tears being layered with fresher ones, he tried to keep her calm. Till the ambulance arrived.

.

Y/N was rushed to the hospital and Andy had called Laurie. Andy would’ve lied if he said she didn’t cry. Of course, Andy would have a talk with Jacob. Why he would leave her on her own. But what he still didn’t know if she did it. If Ben Rifkin was the one to kill her, she turned against him and killed him instead. 

Or was she planning on killing him and he took it against her. He bled out and she fled. Andy couldn’t find the answers. If that fingerprint matches with Y/N’s, then they’ll have to assume. 

But they don’t know the true story. The fear in her eyes, he knew she wouldn’t have done it.

He jumped out of his car once he parked. Rushing up to the front desk, he blurts out his daughter’s name and the woman lets him go through. There was a waiting room because she had reported that Y/N was in surgery. They needed to transfer a lot of blood and stitch her up.

They said she was stabbed once. Missing the lethal parts of her body. Laurie couldn’t leave the house due to Derek being there and she didn’t trust leaving the kids alone, not even bringing in Derek into seeing their daughter in a hospital. 

She did tell Jacob. His answer was off but she didn’t mind it. Andy heard about it and he confirmed he will be talking to Jake about this. It wasn’t okay. Y/N could die in this very moment.

Andy would still love him but knowing that he left Y/N and she almost died. Andy sat in the hospital for the next hour.

It was around 7 pm now.

Andy had been waiting for 2 hours. And Laurie hadn’t called since. Being worried she didn’t want to know the updates. She’d want to hear it in person. “Are you Andrew Barber?” A man spoke, Andy looks up and the man in the white coat grinned softly. 

Andy stood up, “Is she okay?”

“We were lucky to put some blood back. Losing a pint and for her age it would’ve been fatal for her. When you found her, she’s lucky to be alive. We even caught a small concussion to the head but I’m sure that will settle in a few days.”

Andy drops the tension in his shoulders and sighed, “Is it okay if I see her?” The doctor nods, “Of course.” Andy followed the doctor after he grabbed his coat. Andy entered the room and saw Y/N on the bed. The white sheet pulled over her body. Bandages were on her forehead, small cuts and bruises. 

Andy thanks the doctor and the man left him in the room. 

He takes the chairs and pulls it up to the side of the bed. He noticed her eyes slowly open and he gently takes her hand in his, “Hey, sweetheart...” He whispers softly. Y/N slowly looks at him and inhaled sharply, “Dad...”

He kisses her hand and grins, “I’m here.”

“Jake...” She mutters, Andy sadly grins, “Your brother and mom are at home. They’ll see you tomorrow.”

Y/N looks to him and he saw the shook of your head. “What it is?” He asked. “He... did it.” Andy furrows his brows together in confusion. “Did Ben Rifkin do this to you?”

She again shook her head, “No... it was him...”

“Who?” Andy asked. Y/N looks over to him. She says his name in a low whisper.

“Jacob...”

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The Door

Dark!Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: Sleep Paralysis, Dark, non-consent touch, Somnophilia (Non-Smut you’ll know why) Summary: As an apprentice scientist at the Avengers Tower, you’ve became friends with one of the Avengers who knows you more than you know yourself. With a sleeping condition, you were too tired to close your door. And left it opened for an unwanted guest.

A/N: Okay, for those who may be freaking out, I’m not doing 18+. This is completely clean but it is dark. I suggest you don’t do this or not read if this triggers you. 

Being up this early in a big city, it wasn’t your favorite thing in the world for you. Having a well-paid job, it was such a huge dedication to you. After years of engineering and building technology, you wanted to be like your boss. Him and his team always walked around the building most of the time. A couple months, you don’t see them a lot. This was technically their home. Their rooms were built in here while you rent at an apartment in downtown Brooklyn. 

It was small and the landlord never bothered you a lot unless you ran into him in the halls. 

You met a couple of the team in the building. Dr. Banner, you met him everyday, he was your assistance to becoming less of  an apprentice. He always thought you were smart with your work. Every idea came from you and Banner liked when you came up with new tech. 

Tony was your boss but for someone like him, you meet him once a month. You thought today you were more tired than before. It reminded you that it was getting worse.

“Morning, Miss L/N,” You hear a friend call to you.

Other than being around Banner, the first avenger was the one to walk up to you at a party that Tony arranged for his co-workers. His gentle smile and blue crystal eyes looking at you.

It was like looking at your school crush years ago.

“Captain,” You respond, holding your clipboard closer to your chest and adjusted your white coat. He pulls the corner of his lips into a grin, “I see you’re early up.” You followed his gaze to see the clock that was 6 in the morning. You nod, “Yeah. I just realized I had unfinished business.”

Steve’s brows twitched into concern. The concern that made you realize you might’ve said too much of yourself to him. During that party, you might’ve too a couple drinks and your mind just makes you admit a lot of things no one knows about you.

You knew what you said to him. You were lucky to have him not bother you too much, he never pushed things too far with you. He always kept his distance. You sighed, “I guess I didn’t get enough sleep last night,” You let out a laugh. Steve looks up and down at you. Out of concern he did.

“Have you spoken to your docto-”

You cut him off before he could finish, “Captain, I’m okay, really.” Steve’s lips close firmly and he breathes out through his nose. His fingers curling slightly to reach for your hair, skin. Some sign of reassurance. “Is there anything I could do?” He asked, you shook your head and turned away from him. 

“I should go. It was really nice to see you, Captain. Say hi to the others for me?” You say, Steve couldn’t help but nod and grin softly.

After that you made your way to the lab. Bruce made you do some research, test some things over the monitors and checked in with Tony on the comm. Friday gave out the results every once in a while. You made some successful projects, some may have blown in your face a couple times but it was all good.

You hadn’t seen Steve since that morning, you went to the large room with the couches and kitchen, making yourself some coffee since you never gotten one on your way over.

Steve knew a lot about you since that party, well, after that party, you two just started to talk more. It was usually when you meet in the hall or in the morning like you did this morning. He knew about your conditions at home. The insomnia was a problem because you had sleep paralysis since you were a kid. It gotten worse over the time. It usually could last for several minutes that felt like an hour. 

You start to panic. Words couldn’t come out like someone had ripped your tongue out. As a kid, you couldn’t see anything. Your eyes felt like they were taped shut, but you could feel something around you. You could move your head, toes, fingers, but you couldn’t move your body off the bed. No twists or turns, no jerks or anything. You’re frozen on the spot like rocks holding you down, thinking you’re going to eventually suffocate in your mattress. 

You hear Bruce come in with his board and his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

“Okay, we have a change of plans,” He says.

You turn to him and furrowed your brows. He peers up at you, “You mind if I keep you another 5 hours? You’ll be home by nine.” You were tired enough already. Especially drinking coffee that had way too many shots. But you were in it for more money. This is why you loved your job but hated to get home late.

“Yeah, sure.”

Banner nods, “I’ll give you another 10 minutes. Meet me down at the lab.” With a nod, Banner heads back to the elevator as you enjoyed your cup of coffee. Feeling a bit worried, you took another cup of coffee to-go. You met up with Banner once again and you both went back to work. Doing the same things since you got there, you burned your finger, but you managed to bandage it up.

Bruce eventually led you off and you were off at 10.

Jesus Christ. It felt like you hadn’t slept in a week, your eyes are burning, urging to blind your vision of driving. Luckily your home wasn’t far from the Tower and you parked your car, jumping out tiredly as you made your way to the door and up the stairs. The elevators in the building were broken due to one of the fire breakouts in one of the rooms. They shut them down and suggested to rebuild them again.

You weakly reached in for your key and unlocked your apartment. Greeted by your welcome home scent of candles. Dropping your keys on the table along with your bag and coat. You stolen a small snack from the fridge and ate that toward your room. 

Kicking your shoes off, you tossed your clothes off. Your window facing out toward the city, your faint light of your lamp lit only half of your room as you undressed and threw on a shirt and plopped onto your bed. You reached for the switch of your lamp and looked over to see your bedroom door open.

Your eyes and legs began to disagree with you so you turned off your lamp and laid down on your bed.

And just like that, you went out.

His hands gently slid the window up, opening it wide enough for his broad shoulders to squeeze in through your apartment room. His heavy footing hit the wooden floor. In uniform, he wanted to be stealth as possible. His thoughts wandered farther than he could’ve questioned himself. 

He watched you from afar. Seeing you limp into your bedroom like a zombie. Your back turned toward the window, he could imagine every curve. His eyes gotten dark the second he saw your room lights on. Your kitchen light was on, your music that was a classic jazz, gently played on the speaker. 

With a gentle touch, he turns off the speaker and hears what might’ve been the shuffle from your bedroom. 

He froze on the spot, thinking the fastest and quiet way to dart for the window but he never heard footsteps. Instead he heard what sounded like faint whimpering. The sound of struggles, he then realized you were awake. 

You were woken up from a bad dream. Once you did, your eyes went heavy and your brain began to function the surroundings. The car sounds and sirens filling your ears, you could hear your air condition whir in the other room. You were awake, but you were stuck.

Your sleep paralysis had begun. 

Your finger tips barely moved, your eyes frantically looking around even though you saw darkness. You whimpered and moved your toes. Then you froze. You stopped moving your fingers and eyes. Knowing where your door was, you could sense someone staring. You breathed out slowly.

“I know you can sense me.”

You stopped breathing to the sound of a deep voice. Your fingers began to twitch more to wake your body up and run from whoever was there. You hear their footsteps come towards you. 

You couldn’t scream, all what came out was groans and whimpers. The intruder shushes you, his hand touches your arm and you shook. “You don’t know how long I’ve waited to see you. So... vulnerable.”

You felt their fingers drag against your arm like some animal they were petting. “You don’t know who I am, do you?” He asked, you shook your head and whimpered. Not answering to his question, you were begging to have him leave. You then felt a heat against your ear, “Take a wild guess, sweetheart.” The familiar words of sweetheart falling from his lips, you realized who called you that during the whole party at the tower.

Steve.

You only turned your head and whimpered. You needed to move your body. Steve grins, darkly, “I know your paralysis could last for several minutes. Even if you woke up now, you’d be scared to even get away from me.” You could  sense that his face was closer to yours. His fingers dragging over your stomach, almost riding up the shirt. 

You then felt his fingers touch your cheek. “You’re so beautiful...” You turned your face away from his hand and whined. You felt tears that you didn’t know you were making, they slid down your cheeks. “So soft...” His hand drags down your thighs and stops at your knees. 

You began to start moving your feet. Your head shook and you let out a whine. You feel the hands pull away and you kept moving your fingertips. Your eyes finally opened and you jumped up from your bed with a huge gasp. You choked out strangle sobs and saw that no one was in your room. Steve was no longer there or someone.

Your brain only made up the things in your sleep paralysis, but it felt too real. That night you tried to sleep on your side instead on your back. Keeping your lamp on, you figured to call in sick for tomorrow.

You then made sure...

You closed the door that night.

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Training - Drabble

“Heads up!” You hear someone shout, in an instant, your legs bend and you slid across the cement, gloved hands grazing the pavement as the red, white and blue shield flies over you. You stand up and hear it hit the wall and comes towards you from behind. 

You turned your heel and flipped back to kick the shield from its flying momentum and you feel something hit you in your rib. You dodge Steve’s swing and took a jab into his side causing him to grunt. His takes your arm and twists it, you follow his twist and flipped, making your leg hook over his arm and you slammed him into the ground with force.

Steve lets out a groan and you grinned, “Gotcha.”

His arm throws you over him and he swings his leg up to his chest and jumped up to his feet. You stand up to slow and felt his arm come around your neck, his other hooking over his to keep you in a choke hold. You grabbed his arms, swinging side-to-side to break out.

Your elbows jab into his sides but no avail. 

You hear Steve chuckle breathlessly, his breath hit your ear. “What are you gonna do now?” He asked, knowing that this was your weak position to be in. It was a difficult position to escape, so many times Steve told you how to get out, he didn’t seem to give you some chance of doing it without his abnormal strength.

You grit your teeth. Your hand slapping his forearm to tap out, knowing you couldn’t do it. But Steve doesn’t let go. “Rogers-” You managed to get out, he wasn’t strangling you no, you were too tired out by a one hour of a fight. You were the type to not make Rogers play nice. If you were serious about training, you needed to fight Steve every night to face Hydra agents like him.

You needed to get used to large blows to the ribs. But Steve would never hit you with his shield, sure he’d throw it but he knew you were too good enough to get hit by it. “Steve-”

“No,” He snaps, “You need to find a way to get out of this.” You practically claw at his forearm, swinging yourself side-to-side to free yourself. You slightly gasped. Steve didn’t bother to release you yet. Your mind couldn’t focus on the thought to escape. 

But then it clicked. You take your arm and held his right elbow that was wrapped around your neck. You step your right foot out and ducked to slip your head out of his arm before you pulled it back and held it on his back. You kick the inside of his knee and he fell onto it with a groan. 

You pretend to throw a punch towards his face and Steve lets out a chuckle. His taps his shoulder with his left hand to indicate his yield and you let him go. He nods in approval, “Good.” You help him up to his feet and you let out a breathy laugh. “Guess you’re paying for dinner,” You said.

Steve nods once again, “I guess I am.”

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